Day 126 - 18 Years Ago...

18 years ago I played my trumpet for the last time until today.  Let's back this up just a little.  A couple of months ago I asked my pastor if we had a brass choir for Easter at our church.  She said that there was not, but they could if they had someone to play the trumpet.  I told her, "I play the trumpet!"  So, the brass choir was born!

I probably should have said, "I played the trumpet 18 years ago."  That's a little more honest.  Even more honest is that 18 years ago I was only "okay" at playing the trumpet.  Now I am playing in a brass choir for two hymns and the anthem on Easter Sunday.  Oh, what have I gotten myself into?

Yesterday I got the music and today I practiced.  Let's just say, I'm less good than I was 18 years ago, plus after one song my mouth is so tired I cannot hit the low or high registers.  Yikes!  Looks like I will be practicing every day for the next two weeks!

I will say that while I am a little nervous about this undertaking, I am equally excited!  I feel like in the past year I have found myself again.  I was a musician in high school; a band geek if you will.  I loved playing music.  I played piano, trumpet and bassoon.  I went to band camp every summer.  I was in my concert and jazz bands plus a community band in Concord.  I made All-State three separate years.  Then, for some reason that I cannot really recall, I lost focus and gave it all up.  Well, it's back.  I'm back!!